Chapter 1839: Spirit Drawing Array, Rune Circle

"This ...... Sleeping for a hundred years?!The inheritance of our clan has not been passed down from generation to generation?" Yingli Zhenren found it difficult to accept.

"That's right, it's too expensive...... "Tiger Fierce also muttered. It can be seen that these people are very resentful and do not want to agree to Xu Yang's request.

"The ancestral spirit sleeps, but as long as you collect the treasures that contain the origin of life and replenish the origin power of the ancestral spirit, you can shorten the dormancy time. At this time, the Immortal Dragon Ancestor finally spoke. He has always been thinking about Xu Yang's right to participate in enlightenment in the Shangqing Palace, and he naturally won't take the slightest resistance of these ordinary world deities to heart. When he spoke like this, it was tantamount to opening his mouth to support Xu Yang.

"Even the Dragon Ancestor said the same......" The twelve World Venerables felt powerless for a while. In terms of strength, they are not Xu Yang's opponents, and in terms of backers, Beast Dang Shizun and Dragon Ancestor have already made their positions clear. If you grit your teeth and don't agree, not only will the ancestral spirit not be able to keep it, but even the clan may encounter a great crisis!

"Beast Dang Ancestor, for the sake of our fellow Beast Emperor Alliance, let's say something fair!" Ape Fei Shizun almost knelt down for the Beast Dang Zhenren, and then all the World Venerables in Southern Xinjiang bowed down one after another.

Beast Dang Shizun was a little embarrassed and looked at Xu Yang.

"That's enough!" Xu Yang took a step forward and said in a cold voice, "Now, I'll give you one last concession." I have a piece of empty green here, which is a holy relic that can make up for the power of the origin. Your twelve tribes will allocate it to use, which is enough to shorten the sleeping time of the ancestral spirits of their respective tribes by half!

A group of world-honored powerhouses looked at each other, and their minds were alive. Shortening the sleeping time by half means that the ancestral spirit only needs to sleep for fifty years! Moreover, among the various tribes, there are some treasures stored to replenish the origin power, although it is not as wonderful as the Ten Thousand Years of Empty Qing, but it can also be slightly shortened the sleeping time.

That's the case. The ancestral spirits of the twelve tribes may only need to sleep for thirty or forty years before they can recover. Although this is still a severe blow to the major tribes, as long as the ancestral spirit is still there, the world-honored ancestor is still there. The position of their twelve tribes in southern Xinjiang is still unshakable.

As for the slumber of the ancestral spirit in these short decades, it is not unacceptable.

Thinking of this, the twelve world-honored people relented one after another, expressing their willingness to provide the ancestral spirit and hand it over to Xu Yang to extract the origin power.

Xu Yang sighed. Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed. Next, it's time to look at the creation of fat balls.

Over the Jilei Mountains. In the endless sea of thunder.

Twelve giant stone sculptures as high as 100 zhang high, suspended in the void, erected in the thunder sea. These twelve stone carvings, some of which are images of tigers, some of which are of fire eagles, and some of which are of demon apes, are the ancestral spirits of the twelve major tribes in southern Xinjiang, and the inheritance statues handed down from the ancient giant beast era!

comparatively. The stone statue of the fat ball is only the size of a fist.

The stone statue of the fat ball is located in the center of the field. Around it, the transparent array runes were linked to each other, forming a large circle with a diameter of 1,000 zhang! And around this large circle, there were twelve small circles with a diameter of only 100 zhang, and each ancestral spirit stone sculpture was located within a small circle.

These twelve little circles. The formation model with a large circle is the spirit extraction formation that Xu Yang learned from the Dragon Ancestor. With the strength of Xu Yang Shizun's Five Tribulations, it still took a lot of work to arrange this formation.

"Ancestor of the Dragon, how is this formation laid out by the juniors? Xu Yang arched his hand.

The thunderous voice of the Dragon Ancestor sounded: "It's already very good. As long as the next thing is to see if the little guy's own creation can withstand such a huge infusion of origin power. A word of caution in advance. Xu Yang...... In this way, helping the little guy to impact the spirit beast level is not 100% successful. If the little guy can't bear it, he is likely to explode and die. ”

Xu Yang nodded and said, "Juniors understand. If the fat ball can withstand this kind of infusion, then please don't spare the essence blood of the Dragon Ancestor. "He is also concerned about chaos, with the bearing of the Dragon Ancestor, the words he says will naturally not be child's play.

The Ancestor of the Dead Dragon did not blame Xu Yang, and he accepted it with a slight nod. The reason why Xu Yang chose this place as the venue for the Great Array of Soul Extraction was because he took a fancy to the ability of the Dragon Ancestor Town. Here, whether it is the Beast Dang or the Twelfth Venerable, they don't dare to make a mistake lightly, otherwise the Dragon Ancestor will be able to suppress them when he turns his hands.

"Whew...... The Great Soul Pumping Array, start working!"

Xu Yang took a deep breath, and a seal was punched out. Suddenly, the fat ball was located in a large circle, and the array runes rumbled and rotated, driving the entire formation to operate.

The rotation of the great circle of the rune will induce the rotation of the twelve small circles of the rune. For a while, not only the stone statue of the fat ball, but also the twelve ancestral spirit stone sculptures around it, all turned violently!

In the stone statue of the fat ball, the energy as red as blood gushed out wildly! This is the pure blood energy left by the saint of the Royal Beast Clan, which was all infused into the body of the fat ball by Xu Yang. And the fat ball did not break through the spirit beast level, and could not digest these powers independently, so this huge blood energy was stored in his body, and it was only at this time that it was urged by the power of the formation and burst out.

"Huh...... I didn't expect this little thing to have such a powerful special energy, no wonder this little thing can grow to the point of approaching the level of a spirit beast in today's environment. Beast Dang Shizun nodded and said.

The Dragon Ancestor said, "After I saw the stone statue of this little thing, I guessed this. As I expected, this special energy is called blood energy. From the analysis of this kind of pure Cheng dù, it is definitely possessed by the saints of the beast clan among the barbarian clans. Xu Yang has a lot of secrets. ”

In the midst of the casual conversation between the two, the operation of the Spirit Extraction Array became faster and faster. Suddenly, Xu Yang's hands changed continuously, and he made a one-hand seal.

With a bang, among the twelve rune circles, gray air currents slowly flowed out from the ancestral spirit stone carving, injecting the past into the rune circles! For a while, the rune circles were filled with a faint gray mist.

This gray mist is the origin power of the ancient giant beast possessed in the body of the twelve ancestral spirits!

The stone statue turned into a fat ball, and suddenly the shell shattered, revealing a snow-white true body. It was still asleep, but its big mouth swallowed streams of gray air into its stomach as it exhaled and inhaled. As the fat ball devoured, its body also swelled rapidly, and soon changed from the size of a fist to a square circle, and then quickly grew into a giant beast dozens of zhang high!

At the same time, streams of gray air were still pouring out from the surrounding ancestral spirit stone carvings and injecting into the body of the fat ball.

"Roaring ......"

The fat ball roared, although it was a Sky Devouring Beast, this abundant Origin Power was still beyond the scope of his existing Devouring ability. Soon, the roar of the fat ball, with a hint of pain, gradually became unbearable.

It's just that after the fat ball closed its mouth and stopped devouring the gray air current, this pain still couldn't be relieved in the slightest! Under the effect of the Spirit Pumping Array, being in the central rune circle meant that it had to be used as a carrier to withstand the injection of Origin Power. Streams of gray air still forcibly pass through the pores of the fat ball, exhaling and inhaling, penetrating into its body.

"Roar!"

The roar of the fat ball became more and more intensive, and from that roar, Xu Yang could even hear a trace of pain that had been suppressed to the extreme. But Xu Yang had no choice but to pray silently in his heart, hoping that the fat ball could get through this difficulty!

Fortunately, that trace of saint blood energy is still in play, wandering around the fat ball over and over again, repairing its body that has been torn apart by energy, broadening its veins and making it stronger.

Suddenly, the fat ball in the center of the formation roared in the sky! Through the heavy gray fog, everyone couldn't see the specific situation clearly, but they could vaguely see that the fat ball's body had risen by leaps and bounds again, reaching a hundred zhang in size!

As the body skyrocketed, the momentum of the fat ball also soared, faintly exuding a terrifying momentum that only spirit beasts have!

"Did you finally succeed?" Xu Yang was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Ancestor of the Dead Dragon, please make a move!"

"I didn't expect this little guy to be able to withstand the infusion of the origin power of the Twelve Ancestral Spirits, it seems that you have cultivated it very well, and your foundation is very solid. The Dead Dragon Ancestor sighed leisurely, and at the same time, a drop of golden liquid the size of a fist slowly flew out and merged into the rune circle of the Spirit Extraction Great Array.

The eyes of the twelve World Honored Ones who were watching from the sidelines were red with jealousy, and of course they knew what it was. That drop of golden liquid was the essence blood of the Dragon Ancestor! As a former supreme beast, the essence blood of the Dragon Ancestor contained an extremely powerful effect, and if a World Venerable obtained it, it could greatly increase his cultivation and strengthen his physical body.

Moreover, the dragon itself has the ability to control the thunder, and the world-honored powerhouse who refines the essence and blood of the dragon will naturally have many unexpected benefits when he is bombarded by the thunder, and the tribulation will become easier.

It's just that if you give these Southern Xinjiang World Venerables a hundred dares, they don't dare to make a mistake here.

"Boom!"

With the addition of this drop of dragon essence blood, the scene in the rune circle changed suddenly! The originally gray mist was swept away by the expanding fat ball, and it opened its two lantern-like eyes and looked at the fist-sized golden liquid with salivation.

The essence blood of the dragon has a fatal allure for any spirit animal.

"Roar!" Fat Ball's big mouth opened and swallowed the golden liquid violently! Suddenly, a beep popping sound sounded from Fat Ball's body!

Around the fat ball's body, red blood shot out from every pore, and repeated screams of pain sounded from its mouth.

"What's going on?" Xu Yang was anxious, the fat ball has been with him to this day, and there is no doubt about the depth of his feelings. In the case of a qiēshun lì, the fat ball actually had this kind of rejection, which really made Xu Yang panic in his heart. (To be continued......)